President proudly spoils the petty wife

Fortunately, Shan's employees will look at their faces. Before serving, they used the walkie talkie to ask Shan Jiang if the candlelight dinner will start at this time.

If I had known that everything should not be planned so quickly, anyway, the whole kitchen will open the way for them at any time. Why should I prepare in advance at this time? regret having done sth.

"Can we have dinner?" the volume of the prompt sound was too loud. Shan Jiang heard it, and Wenquan Creek naturally heard it.

In the face of such things, Wenquan Creek is easy to be biased by Danjiang, but this is not her own home after all, so her subconscious is also very alert.

This is not a place to be ashamed. Thanks for the sound prompt in Wenquan Creek. Otherwise, what if there is a camera here? The president and his wife are hanging out on the top floor. Tomorrow will be the front page of the entertainment industry, okay?

In fact, they don't have the courage to let go. Those who sit in front of the monitor can see it. If they pass it ten to ten, it will make a storm all over the city.

"Are you hungry?" poor Shan Jiang can't do anything, but he doesn't want to stop the rhythm. Who will love him? The physiological needs of a normal man.

"When I come here, I'm hungry at the door." this is a big truth. I eat too many greasy things at home and want to eat something less greasy like steak salad here.

"But I'm also very hungry now. What should I do?" Wenquan Creek knew what Shan Jiang was talking about. In such a situation, he could only be wronged.

"Then let the waiter serve." pretending that she didn't understand, she ruthlessly pushed him away. She just couldn't do it here. She couldn't let go of her psychological vigilance.

"Do you have the heart?" every time you get yourself burning, but there is no place to put out the fire.

"Do you have the heart?" Wenquan Creek was simply asking him. He couldn't bear to watch her starve.

The answer is certainly yes. Shan Jiang is reluctant to give up. As long as the other party is Wenquan Creek, he will focus on her needs, which is a necessary condition for a gentleman and a person who loves her.

"Honey, go back and make up for you." Shan Jiang Wei sat opposite the hot spring stream. He blamed himself for provoking her. As a result, he was unlucky.

Shan Jiang smiled bitterly and prompted the waiter to serve. What else can he do? Bear it.

Vegetable salad, fruit salad, steak, red wine, mousse

They are not greasy things. The hot spring stream has a big appetite. Shan Jiang doesn't have such a good appetite. Before, the most wanted thing sat opposite. You can touch it as soon as you reach out, but there's nothing you can do.

"Although my favorite food is Chinese food, eating western food occasionally can also alleviate the greasiness. You can also eat more. It's too greasy to eat fish and meat, chicken soup and pig's hoof soup at home."

She protested a long time ago, but her grandparents said that these things must be available for the new year, which has lasted for many years. The things left by her ancestors cannot be easily changed, which is a kind of tolerance and respect.

"I want you to feed me." since he can't do some shameful things, he still needs to ask for some welfare, otherwise his heart is too unbalanced and will suffocate internal injury.

"You didn't..." just wanted to say to him that he didn't have a hand? Looking at Shan Jiang's lost eyes, he endured it. Obviously, the things on the table are not what he wants. She is what he really wants.

Pull the stool to his side and sit side by side with him. She has no way to take him. A good candlelight dinner has become such a sitting position. Some people who think they are big miss will laugh at them when they see it, but there are only two of them here.

"Baby, open your mouth, or I'll raise you as a son?" after feeding him a few fruits, I found that today is my birthday. Why should I serve him? It's not her fault that he goes to the brain anytime and anywhere.

"I can only be your husband, so that we can do something that husband and wife can do." otherwise, what fun is life? And I can't help wiping on my baby.

"We are not husband and wife now, so we can do what husband and wife should do when we get married." the hand feeding him fruit was also sent to his mouth.

"Except for the two of us..." Shan Jiang became honest instantly, not because of what his baby said, but because his baby was too attractive to him. He was afraid that he could not help but solve her on the spot.

In order to stay away from this dangerous object, Wenquan Creek pulled the stool back to its original position, no longer gave him a look, seriously eat by yourself, and having a full stomach is the most important thing.

Seeing that all the dishes in front of her were destroyed, Wenquan Creek felt that she was full. She didn't eat much at home. This time was the most full she had eaten since the beginning of the year.

"Are you full? Can we go home?" it's hard to do here. It's OK to go home for shame. Now he's looking forward to going home.

"OK, let's go back to Wen's old house." Sima Zhao's heart obviously shows that there is absolutely nothing good. She just doesn't want him to do it.

"Why?" after returning to Wen's old house, there are many limitations. It's less than 9 o'clock now. After returning, she has to chat with her grandparents until 11 o'clock. At that time, her baby will go to bed. How can she finish her plan of giving birth to children?

"Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. I'll spend the Lantern Festival with my grandparents." I'm mainly at ease around my grandparents. In order to teach him a lesson, she has to rob my grandparents from my grandparents.

"But you just said that you want to compensate me." interests are won by yourself. Shan Jiang doesn't want to compromise or can't compromise.

"Did I just say something? I just had a full meal." Wenquan Creek didn't want to admit it.

The ignorant appearance annoyed Shan Jiang, but annoyed another him in his body. His physiological needs can't be held back. He doesn't even want to go home.

Shan's hotel is their own property. The two of them also have a separate presidential suite here, just below the clock tower.

Clearly such a close distance, why should we give up close and seek far? Mingli promised her baby to go home and took her directly to the presidential suite.

"Didn't you say you were going home?"

"The place with you is my home." Shan Jiang is eloquent. The hot spring stream is still too tender and is not his opponent at all.

"Let go of me..."

"Baby, you should be responsible for extinguishing the fire you made..."

After lingering all night, Shan Jiang finally got back.